Tino quirked his brow at her. He wasn't planning on packing hers anyways. If she wanted to leave for a few days, she could pack her own damn clothes. Her comment annoyed him so much that she almost forgot that his brother was hurt.
Her question brought it crashing back down on him. "Oh.. yeah. One second." He pulled his phone out. Sure enough, the text was from Janey. Her spelling was horrendous, but the message was clear. Toni was stabbed. In the chest.
Tino could feel the color drain from his face. He could hear nothing but a loud ringing. His worst fear was about to come true. He'd already lost his best friend. Now he was going to lose his brother.